'This is what I get for grabbing a mission from the desk without looking..'
Kaito shook his head vigorously to try and disperse the whining thoughts. As he did, he nearly also shook his improvised face mask, really his outer robe wrapped twice round his face, clean off. There were a couple of seconds of frantic juggling as he tried to fix the mask and not drop either of the pair of cheap spray bottles he was holding.
After almost 3 minutes adjusting the safety covering on his face and arms Academy Student Yuudai sighed heavily and straightened his back "Ok; enough delaying!" He sighed. "Every mission is an assignment from the Kazekage!" The attempt to fire himself up was punctured as a few nearby kids snickered at him. Kaito gave them an evil glare as he grudgingly set about his mission. He crossed the street and braced himself by the door frame of an apparently average middle class house which had been roped off. On the door was a large sign written in red "Warning! Ticks! Do Not Enter!"
Shoving one of the spray bottles in the wrapped cloth at his waist that served as a belt, he pulled out his scimitar blade and slipped it into the jam between door and frame with a slight wiggle, listening for the clink of metal on metal as it forced the latch open.
'Hmm loud or quiet?' He grinned 'Might as well have some fun. Let's go..' “Loud!” he shouted, twisting the blade at the same time as he rammed his shoulder against the door, it flew open with a crash. Without pausing he rolled into the room, one hand holding up the spray bottle at shoulder height, braced on top of his wrist of the arm holding his sword in reverse grip. He scanned the room just like he'd seen the gun using ninja do in the Academy's training manuals. Behind him, he could hear the kids across the street break into fresh hysterics at his antics and did his best to ignore it, repeating a mantra under his breath. “It's house clearing practice for urban operations. A valuable and useful skill that could save my life in the field. It's house clearing practice for...” Even as he kept repeating it to himself he couldn't keep from contradicting himself internally 'Yeah sure, and if you believe that I've got a well to sell you in the Grand Palais!' He crept gingerly deeper into the house, doing his absolute best to at least get some decent stealth practice in while his disinfected the house.
Across the road the gang of local kids wiled away the next few hours throwing open doors and diving around as they cast legendary jutsu in the thrilling black ops to save the world in their imaginations. From the house containing just Yuudai Kaito, aspiring Sunagakure academy student and a few thousand infesting legionnaire ticks there was only the echoes of banging furniture and, increasingly as time passed, some incredibly inventive swearing. Finally, as the lights in the cavern ceiling switched to their 'night time' brightness Kaito emerged. He marched just out of the door and began ripping off his protective gear. Once the improvised face wrap ad gloves were in a pile however he didn't stop, yanking off all his clothes till he was stood in just a traditional, white fundoshi. Unscrewing the spray tops of his bottles he poured their remaining contents on the pile, threw the empty bottles down and began handseals.
“Lightning Release: Storm Bolt!” The small summoned lightning bolt set the cleaning product alight. Kaito watched with strange look of vindication till the fire burned itself out and then stormed off, seemingly unconcerned with his state of dress.
[Marked for Training]
Kaito shook his head vigorously to try and disperse the whining thoughts. As he did, he nearly also shook his improvised face mask, really his outer robe wrapped twice round his face, clean off. There were a couple of seconds of frantic juggling as he tried to fix the mask and not drop either of the pair of cheap spray bottles he was holding.
After almost 3 minutes adjusting the safety covering on his face and arms Academy Student Yuudai sighed heavily and straightened his back "Ok; enough delaying!" He sighed. "Every mission is an assignment from the Kazekage!" The attempt to fire himself up was punctured as a few nearby kids snickered at him. Kaito gave them an evil glare as he grudgingly set about his mission. He crossed the street and braced himself by the door frame of an apparently average middle class house which had been roped off. On the door was a large sign written in red "Warning! Ticks! Do Not Enter!"
Shoving one of the spray bottles in the wrapped cloth at his waist that served as a belt, he pulled out his scimitar blade and slipped it into the jam between door and frame with a slight wiggle, listening for the clink of metal on metal as it forced the latch open.
'Hmm loud or quiet?' He grinned 'Might as well have some fun. Let's go..' “Loud!” he shouted, twisting the blade at the same time as he rammed his shoulder against the door, it flew open with a crash. Without pausing he rolled into the room, one hand holding up the spray bottle at shoulder height, braced on top of his wrist of the arm holding his sword in reverse grip. He scanned the room just like he'd seen the gun using ninja do in the Academy's training manuals. Behind him, he could hear the kids across the street break into fresh hysterics at his antics and did his best to ignore it, repeating a mantra under his breath. “It's house clearing practice for urban operations. A valuable and useful skill that could save my life in the field. It's house clearing practice for...” Even as he kept repeating it to himself he couldn't keep from contradicting himself internally 'Yeah sure, and if you believe that I've got a well to sell you in the Grand Palais!' He crept gingerly deeper into the house, doing his absolute best to at least get some decent stealth practice in while his disinfected the house.
Across the road the gang of local kids wiled away the next few hours throwing open doors and diving around as they cast legendary jutsu in the thrilling black ops to save the world in their imaginations. From the house containing just Yuudai Kaito, aspiring Sunagakure academy student and a few thousand infesting legionnaire ticks there was only the echoes of banging furniture and, increasingly as time passed, some incredibly inventive swearing. Finally, as the lights in the cavern ceiling switched to their 'night time' brightness Kaito emerged. He marched just out of the door and began ripping off his protective gear. Once the improvised face wrap ad gloves were in a pile however he didn't stop, yanking off all his clothes till he was stood in just a traditional, white fundoshi. Unscrewing the spray tops of his bottles he poured their remaining contents on the pile, threw the empty bottles down and began handseals.
“Lightning Release: Storm Bolt!” The small summoned lightning bolt set the cleaning product alight. Kaito watched with strange look of vindication till the fire burned itself out and then stormed off, seemingly unconcerned with his state of dress.
[Marked for Training]